As the clock strikes 7:20 There's a knock upon the door And a face within the shadows What he wants you can't ignore As the rain falls ten a plenty And you stumble out of reach We are cast within the wastelands Of a spell we fear to speak Time it is written in the walls Makes your skin begin to crawl Like a monkey on your back We were never built to last Live your life within a dream Cos the truth we fear to tell Is when the reaper comes around We are heading straight to hell As we walk amongst the horrors Of apocalyptic burning hell It is time to play the last hand With the ringing of a bell What began with endings A truth that wisdom brings In the ever after A dream within a dream